When there抯 something
That won抰 let you sleep
Can you live with
The secrets you keep

All the pain all the pride
All the poison you抳e taken
That抯 killing you inside

There抯 a manifested bitterness
In all the joy you抳e known
There抯 no point in redemption
Some things are better left alone

I抳e waited
For freedom from bondage of self
Grow tired of everyone else
Grown cold
Grown sick of the doctrine
The lies that I抳e been told